Be His Wife

I was kind of worried that Toma didn't come back last night, though he possibly just slept with Cami. I wished he sent me a text that he's staying over her place for the night though. But it wasn't so necessary to do and it's not like he should tell me everything he's doing.

…we have seperate lives after all. The thought made me sad all of a sudden. I felt stupid pushing Toma away months ago, just because I'm getting sick of seeing his face and having to look out for his ass all the time.

Toma is really the best friend I have, he actually stayed by my side when I needed someone. I stared at the rain outside from the window and muttered to myself while holding a cup of coffee. "Hmm, I wish he comes back sooner."

sfx: BAM

Suddenly the door opens so loudly and Toma was there standing, looking pale and wet. "Toma!" I grabbed some towels and rushed to cover him.

"Hehe, I'm home." He said as I wrapped him with the towel I got.

"You fucking idiot! Why did you let yourself be like this? You might get sick." I started pushing him towards the bathroom and pushed him inside the shower. "Take a warm bath and dress warmly, geez! I can't believe how childish you are right now."

"Mm, you're acting like some worried mother." He laughed.

"Who wouldn't act like this if their friend is like you? I've been looking after you ever since we were still kids." I told him.

He grins while he's unbuttoning his shirt and talking. "You'd make a good wife if you were a girl."

"Tch. I'm a man."

"Then you'd make a good husband."

"Quit talking like that and take care of yourself."

"M'kay! But do you…" he stares at me as he unbuckles his belt.

"What?" I asked.

"…wanna watch me shower?" He unzips his pants after asking. I 'noped' right away and got out of the bathroom and closed the door. I only heard him laugh so loud.

"Ugh, so annoying." Then I just continued my morning coffee. When he got out of the shower, he was walking with just a towel on his head. Just. A. Towel. "The fuck man! Put some clothes on!" I looked away because I could literally see his whole shaft and it was fucking 'hard', I'm kinda used to see him like that but I don't wanna get used to it.

I'm so used to it that it's already disturbing!

"You forgot to give me clothes when I was in the shower." He said.

"Atleast use the fucking towel on your waist!"

"Heh, look at you. Like a flustered girl." He joked that made my eyes roll, and thankfully covers himself. While he search for clothes on his drawer, I noticed how he was trembling a little. "Hey, what did you actually do last night?" I casually asked and regretted the moment I looked to face him.

He was still putting on his underwear, holding onto his dick as he shoves it inside his underwear. Ugh, why do I have to see that? "Hmm… I slept with Cami."

"Oh." I guess their sexual relationship is healthy, I guess.

"We had sex." He said again.

"You didn't have to say that, I already understood the first time." His honesty is really disturbing as well.

"Hehe, are you jealous?"

"Why would I be jealous?"

"Because I had sex with a girl." This arrogant mofo…

"Tch, I could sleep with a girl too. Like you said, there's a lot of girls who likes me too." I told him.

His smug face turns into a frown. "Yeah, I guess there's a lot people who'd like to sleep with you." What's with this guy? Acting so arrogant then suddenly looked so sad. His mood changes faster than a cat's.

"Hey Yuji, can't you just fu-ACHU." He suddenly sneezed.

"Seems like you caught a cold." I said. He nods while wiping off the snot on his face and lays on his bed. Damn, I gotta take care of this sick idiot now. Though it made me wonder what he was about to say.